Royally Kidnapped by the Prince

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KENNEDY

I miss New York.

I missed my parents, my friends, and even my job. My throat started to clog. Maybe, this would be my

life for a few days or weeks.

Patience is a virtue.

Who knew? One day, I would be back to my ordinary life, away from this fuss and luxuries.

For the next couple of hours, I tried my best to enjoy what I had and where I was right now—in the

nightclub as I danced with Princess Carlott.

She never ceased to surprise me. Carlott was not the typical princess. She may have everything but

also knew how to have some fun. Press may label as a party princess, but she also did her duties

thoughtfully.

For the first time since my abduction, I felt carefree. Every time a guy came to dance with me, within a

second, he was gone. It frustrated me because I wanted to dance with someone other than Carlott. But

no chance.

Everywhere I looked, though—those sneaky eyes were watching us like hawks, and so was Lud. Wew!

These guys in suits took their job seriously—they did not know how to loosen up even in a place like

this.

I glared at Lud on the second floor and showed him my middle finger. If I couldn’t curse him, at least my

glare should do the tricks. To my dismay, he didn’t give any reactions to satisfy my disappointment.

“I think I need to rehydrate,” I told Carlott.

“I need to freshen up as well.”

I ordered as soon as I got into the VIP room. Carlott went to the ladies’ room. Not a minute later, Lud

walked in.

“Aren’t you a killjoy much?”

“And be killed by your boyfriend. No, thanks.” He sat across mine.

“He’s not my boyfriend.” I glared further.

“Keep telling yourself that.” He looked at me with amusement in his eyes.

“You, you keep telling yourself that this stupidity might work for us. Dream on, Lud, because you know

exactly how this ends and how long this lasts.”

My drinks arrived. I picked up my Aviation and took a sip. Lud kept staring at me with his brows knitted

in concentration.

“What?” I put my drinks down.

“You’re still in huge denial or enjoy torturing Prince Thayer.”

“Don’t you think he deserves a little torture? But no, I’m not doing this to torture him. This is called fun.

Though he hurts me, and I still haven’t forgotten the fact that you orchestrated my kidnapping. So give

me a break if I can’t stand you and your prince.”

“For how long are you gonna keep your charade, Kennedy? You know that he needs his undivided

attention to his duties. Right now, the King is very ill. One of these days, he may die, and Thayer will

have more responsibilities to the crown, to this country. Aren’t you a little bit bratty and selfish?”

“Selfish? Bratty? How about you also add American whore to your adjectives?”

His eyes widened in shock. Pain crossed his face. “You are everything but not a whore.”

“You don’t know me, Lud. I understand your loyalty to Thayer, and I admire you for that. But he can just

let me go so that I can go back to my boring life. He is arranged to someone anyway. It’s only a matter

of time before he realizes what a huge mistake he did, wasting his time for someone like me.”

He shook his head and rose from his seat, staring at me for a few seconds before he talked, “You’re

important to him more than the anger you keep inside you.”

“That’s where you’re terribly wrong.”

“Whatever anger or hatred brewing inside you, remember this, Kennedy. My boss wouldn’t just do

something desperate that could risk his family. Taking you without your consent is one of those risks.

You’re a foreigner, and he’s a prince. Think of the consequences. You also have to consider why he did

that. I’m sure, and deep inside you, you know exactly the reason why. And he still deserves a little

respect from you, at least when someone is around.”

I opened my mouth to reply. I had to shut it close when no words seemed to come out. Instead, I dawn

my drinks in one gulp.

Carlott rode home with her detail while I joined Lud and another guy who was silent in the driver’s seat.

Sighing, I rested my head back and thought of Lud’s words. I chose not to reply when he asked me if I

needed anything. What else I wanted other than going back home?

“Try answering his texts at least once a day. That would make our jobs a lot easier.”

I ignored him and pretended he didn’t exist, but it was hard when he kept on talking. “Ignore me all you

want, but you just realized that what I said earlier was true.”

I pierced him with my glare. “You’re full of shit. That’s I’m sure. You could also apply as my advisor.

How about that?”

He chuckled. “You may as well behave and refrain from using your middle finger in the public and use

fine words as well, love.”

“How about you shut up?”

“You’re a piece of work.”

“And you’re a kidnapper and an asshole.”

This time he turned to face me. “You’re in love my boss. You’re still adjusting and fitting into his world.

That’s understandable, love. But please, stop giving him a hard time. He can’t mess up for a couple of

months. And clearly, your fight with him affected his duties a lot. You have to believe me. In a few

weeks, it will be crucial that he needs his complete attention on this work. That's when you come in.”

“Well, let me tell you these once and for all. You may as well record or tell your boss word by word.

One, I never said I’m in love with him. Second, if he is even so concerned about his duties, he should

have forgotten me and focus on making his kingdom stronger. Third, If he messes up, that’s not on me

and stop blaming me. And lastly, you can both and fuck yourself. I’m done talking.”

“Such a beautiful woman with a filthy mouth.”

“You might as well consider telling your prince that I’m filthy and won’t be fit to be his trophy girlfriend.” I

was shaking in anger, but I wouldn’t let him get into my skin. He didn’t know me well if he thought I

cared about his opinion.

“Whatever you say, love.”

I went directly into my room as soon as we were back to the manor. Deep inside me, I still wished I

would see Thayer waiting for me in the living room, on the stairs, or even in my room. The image of him

and his smile still stuck in my mind. He was such a beautiful thing to give up. I really didn’t give a fuck

about his royal title. All I wanted was him—all of him—him alone.

“Madam Kennedy, here’s a present for you from Princess Carlott.” Arina gave me a box with a pink bow

tie.

“When did this arrive?” I inspected the box.

“Thirty minutes ago.”

“You can go and rest.” I smiled at her. At least, someone like Arina needed my respect, not those

assholes like the three big bad wolves.

“Good night, madam.” As she reached the door, I just couldn’t help myself.

“Where’s the Prince?”

“He’s in his room, madam.”

“That’s all. Thanks.”

I took a quick shower before I opened the box. Holy crap. My face flamed. Was she losing her mind? I

laughed like crazy as I grabbed the vibrator. I didn’t even know if I should thank her or I should be

embarrassed.

There was also a note inside. It was female handwriting. I couldn’t believe Carlott made an effort to

write a message. I was touched.

Kennedy,

Make sure to have fun tonight. Enjoy torturing my brother.

See you soon.

Carlott

I inspected the vibrator as if I wasn’t familiar with it before. I stuffed the box in the drawer and kept the

toy.

Usually, I didn’t need it. I had a man just sleeping next door. I could just knock on his door and tell him

to fuck me. One thing for sure, he would not deny me. Or like every night since he kidnapped me, he

came to check on me. Maybe if I wanted an orgasm, I could use my prince. So whatever Carlott had in

mind, I knew it was atrocious.

I laid in bed with a vibrator in my hand. I turned the power on, and it started humming. I closed my eyes

and spread my legs apart. I imagined the green-eyed prince between my legs as I pressed its head on

my mound close enough to feel the vibration to my clit. The first touch, I gasped, but I didn’t feel the

same excitement as Thayer was touching me.

I sighed. Maybe I was exhausted. I placed the toy under my blanket and slept.

***

I was a little out of breath, unprepared to meet Thayer at the breakfast table, looking so magnificent as

always. This time, he was wearing a blue perfectly tailored three-piece suit with a gray checkered

necktie.

“How’s your night?” His features softened as he saw me. He sipped his coffee. I didn’t even know a

prince would drink coffee. Even the way he sipped and held the cup, I found it sexy.

“Fine.” I took a seat on his left side. One of the staff poured me coffee. The breakfast looked mouth-

watering, but nothing could compare to the man sitting next to me.

“How’s your toy?”

I froze in my seat. My gaze flew to him.

His eyes filled with humor before his lips spread into a wide grin. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Crap.